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Dr. Dre\nMy nephew Scott on the beat, Illy Philly Delphia\nYeah, baby, it's another one, funky as they come\nEvey Eve an' Doggy Dogg, bitch, please","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: 14. 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Bet I solve it fastly\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n We gangbang on these niggaz like we 'posed to do\n An' I'll be damned if I let a bitch get close to you\n We posted, boo, you my one an' only\n Quick to dump before the homies\n\n Remember when that phony nigga ran up on me at the club?\n You filled him up with slugs, that's what I call love\n All that pushin' an' shovin', kissin' an' huggin'\n Thuggin', dig it, dug in\n\n I'm lovin' every minute of it, boo\n The way you stay true an' always kept your cool\n You kept the heater right by your thigh\n An' when the shit got hectic, you was ready 2 ryde\n\n You didn't run out when I pulled the gun out\n That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, no doubt\n Ruff Rydin', Eastsidin', to the realest y'know\n D O double Gizze, you know how we get busy\n\n Aiyyo, how could I leave a real nigga? A real nigga's all I need\n Fake bitches try to take my place, fall to they knees\n Don't violate, see my man, he don't like no scrapes\n An' if I heard you was frontin', I hope on the case\n\n Wild one? Maybe, but I'ma protect my baby\n Test me fool an' by the end you gon' think I'm crazy\n That's how I do for my Dogg, keep my nigga strong\n Both sides relied on the shit, nigga, sing the song\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n Yeah, E V E, D O double Gizze, y'know\n Ruff Rydin', Eastsidin' for life, yeah\n An' you thought it'd never happen\n Fuck the haters, bow wow\n\n Beotch, it's official now, yeah\n We gon' Ruff Ryde up on out of here on this one\n Eastside up, Eastsidaz\n Goldie Loc in the house, Lil' Half Dead\n DJ Jam, my nigga E, Davey Dave, misbehave\n\n Give it to 'em Dogg\n What up DMX? Master P? Dr. Dre\n My nephew Scott on the beat, Illy Philly Delphia\n Yeah, baby, it's another one, funky as they come\n Evey Eve an' Doggy Dogg, bitch, please\n"},{"id":29116289,"name":"Ready 2 Ryde","trackName":"Ready 2 Ryde","artistName":"Snoop Dogg","albumName":"DS-2 (A New Generation)","duration":193.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Keep it shakin', Cali, keep it quakin'\n'Cause the Ryders got me bringin' home the bacon\nShow me love an' it wasn't no mistakin'\nThat I would dedicate this melody, fuck the hatin'\n\nI had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\nI need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\nTo keep the heater right by her side\n\nAiyyo, so what the deal, Dogg? tell me, keep it real, Dogg\nNiggaz seem stressed to the brain, how you feel, dogg?\nNigga, I'ma ride, set it up, let it spill, Dogg\nAnythin' you want, I can flip, got the skill, Dogg\n\nBaby girl, you so sophisticated\nFinance related, you graduated\nTo the next level in the game, wearin' my name\nBad little brick house, go an' do that thang\n\nYo, niggaz surprised when they open they eyes\nThick in the thighs, wasn't part of they plan\nNot just his bitch, I'm like his main man\nAct shifty, your resistance gone swiftly\nBitches mad at a nigga, askin' why he kicked me\n\nStop whinin', just to cry an' get the mackin', daddy\nI don't like it when the angry chick is actin' crabby\nThat's why he bagged me, ghetto jewel, never loud an' trashy\nNo stressin' over chicks, problem? Bet I solve it fastly\n\nI had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\nI need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\nTo keep the heater right by her side\n\nI had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\nI need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\nTo keep the heater right by her side\n\nWe gangbang on these niggaz like we 'posed to do\nAn' I'll be damned if I let a bitch get close to you\nWe posted, boo, you my one an' only\nQuick to dump before the homies\n\nRemember when that phony nigga ran up on me at the club?\nYou filled him up with slugs, that's what I call love\nAll that pushin' an' shovin', kissin' an' huggin'\nThuggin', dig it, dug in\n\nI'm lovin' every minute of it, boo\nThe way you stay true an' always kept your cool\nYou kept the heater right by your thigh\nAn' when the shit got hectic, you was ready 2 ryde\n\nYou didn't run out when I pulled the gun out\nThat's what I'm talkin' 'bout, no doubt\nRuff Rydin', Eastsidin', to the realest y'know\nD O double Gizze, you know how we get busy\n\nAiyyo, how could I leave a real nigga? 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Maybe, but I'ma protect my baby\nTest me fool an' by the end you gon' think I'm crazy\nThat's how I do for my Dogg, keep my nigga strong\nBoth sides relied on the shit, nigga, sing the song\n\nI had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\nI need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\nTo keep the heater right by her side\n\nI had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\nI need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\nTo keep the heater right by her side\n\nYeah, E V E, D O double Gizze, y'know\nRuff Rydin', Eastsidin' for life, yeah\nAn' you thought it'd never happen\nFuck the haters, bow wow\n\nBeotch, it's official now, yeah\nWe gon' Ruff Ryde up on out of here on this one\nEastside up, Eastsidaz\nGoldie Loc in the house, Lil' Half Dead\nDJ Jam, my nigga E, Davey Dave, misbehave\n\nGive it to 'em Dogg\nWhat up DMX? Master P? 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Bet I solve it fastly\n[00:58.19] I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n[01:00.14] 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n[01:02.59] I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n[01:04.87] To keep the heater right by her side\n[01:07.08] I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n[01:09.68] 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n[01:11.30] I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n[01:13.93] To keep the heater right by her side\n[01:16.17] We gangbang on these niggaz like we 'posed to do\n[01:18.36] An' I'll be damned if I let a bitch get close to you\n[01:20.26] We posted, boo, you my one an' only\n[01:23.91] Quick to dump before the homies\n[01:26.94] Remember when that phony nigga ran up on me at the club?\n[01:29.32] You filled him up with slugs, that's what I call love\n[01:31.17] All that pushin' an' shovin', kissin' an' huggin'\n[01:34.71] Thuggin', dig it, dug in\n[01:36.95] I'm lovin' every minute of it, boo\n[01:38.68] The way you stay true an' always kept your cool\n[01:40.83] You kept the heater right by your thigh\n[01:43.49] An' when the shit got hectic, you was ready 2 ryde\n[01:46.05] You didn't run out when I pulled the gun out\n[01:48.06] That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, no doubt\n[01:50.11] Ruff Rydin', Eastsidin', to the realest y'know\n[01:52.78] D O double Gizze, you know how we get busy\n[01:55.37] Aiyyo, how could I leave a real nigga? A real nigga's all I need\n[01:58.49] Fake bitches try to take my place, fall to they knees\n[02:01.21] Don't violate, see my man, he don't like no scrapes\n[02:03.60] An' if I heard you was frontin', I hope on the case\n[02:05.92] Wild one? 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Master P? 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Bet I solve it fastly\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n We gangbang on these niggaz like we 'posed to do\n An' I'll be damned if I let a bitch get close to you\n We posted, boo, you my one an' only\n Quick to dump before the homies\n\n Remember when that phony nigga ran up on me at the club?\n You filled him up with slugs, that's what I call love\n All that pushin' an' shovin', kissin' an' huggin'\n Thuggin', dig it, dug in\n\n I'm lovin' every minute of it, boo\n The way you stay true an' always kept your cool\n You kept the heater right by your thigh\n An' when the shit got hectic, you was ready 2 ryde\n\n You didn't run out when I pulled the gun out\n That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, no doubt\n Ruff Rydin', Eastsidin', to the realest y'know\n D O double Gizze, you know how we get busy\n\n Aiyyo, how could I leave a real nigga? A real nigga's all I need\n Fake bitches try to take my place, fall to they knees\n Don't violate, see my man, he don't like no scrapes\n An' if I heard you was frontin', I hope on the case\n\n Wild one? Maybe, but I'ma protect my baby\n Test me fool an' by the end you gon' think I'm crazy\n That's how I do for my Dogg, keep my nigga strong\n Both sides relied on the shit, nigga, sing the song\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n Yeah, E V E, D O double Gizze, y'know\n Ruff Rydin', Eastsidin' for life, yeah\n An' you thought it'd never happen\n Fuck the haters, bow wow\n\n Beotch, it's official now, yeah\n We gon' Ruff Ryde up on out of here on this one\n Eastside up, Eastsidaz\n Goldie Loc in the house, Lil' Half Dead\n DJ Jam, my nigga E, Davey Dave, misbehave\n\n Give it to 'em Dogg\n What up DMX? Master P? 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D-O-double-Gizze you know\nRuff rydin' eastsidin' foe life ahh yeah\nAnd you thought it'd never happen\nF*** the haters bow wow\nWoof woof woof woof\nDogg panting biatch\nIt's official now yeah\nWe goin' ruff ryde up on out of here on this one\nEast side up Eastsiders\nGoldie loc in the house\n[Lil' 1/2 dead]\nDj jam my n**** e davey dave uhh misbehave\nGive it to 'em dogg\nWhat up DMX woof\nMaster p unnnghh\nDr dre chronic inhaled sound\nMy nephew scott on the beat\nIlly philly delphia\nSounding like a p funkster\nAwwwwwww yeah babyyy\nIt's another one funky as they come\nEvey eve and doggy dogg\nB**** please awww","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ready 2 Ryde\n artist: Snoop Dogg\n album: Tha Last Meal\n duration_ms: 261000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n [Eve]\n Keep it shaking cali keep it quaking\n 'Cause the ryders got me bringin home the bacon\n Show me love and it wasn't no mistakin\n That I would dedicate this melody f*** the hatin\n [Chorus]\n I had to tell my girl to pack her s***\n 'Cause she slipped and dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready to ride\n To keep the heater right by her side\n [Eve]\n Ah-yo so what the deal dogg tell me keep it real dogg\n N****z seem to the brain how you feel dogg\n N**** I'm a ride set it up let it spill dogg\n Anything you want I can flip got the skill dogg\n [Snoop Dogg]\n Baby girl you so so sophisticated\n Finance related you graduated\n To the next level in the game wearin' my name\n Bad little brick house go and do that thing\n [Eve]\n Yo n****z surprised when they open they eyes\n Thick in the thighs wasn't part of they plan\n Not just his b**** I'm like his main man\n Act shifty your resistance gone swiftly\n B****es mad at a n**** askin' why he kissed me\n Stop whinin' just to cry and get the mackin' daddy\n I don't like it when the angry chick is actin' crabby\n That's why he bagged me\n Ghetto jewel never loud and trashy\n No stressin' over chicks problem bet I solve it fastly\n [Chorus: x2]\n Snoop dogg\n We gangbang on these n****z like we 'posed to do\n And I'll be damned if I let a b**** get close to you\n We posted boo you my one and only\n Quick to dump before the homies\n Remember when that phony n**** ran up on me at the club\n You filled him up with slugs that's what I call love\n All that pushin' and shovin' kissin' and huggin'\n Thuggin' dig it dug in\n I'm lovin' every minute of it boo\n The way you stay true and always kept your cool\n You kept the heater right by your thigh\n And when the s*** got hectic you was ready to ride\n You didn't run out when I pulled the gun out\n That's what I'm talkin bout no doubt\n Ruff rydin eastsidin to the realest why'know\n D-O-double-Gizze, you know how we get busy\n [Eve]\n Ah-yo how could I leave a real n**** a real n****'s all I need\n Fake b****es try to take my place fall to they knees\n Don't violate see my man he don't like no scrapes\n And if I heard you was frontin I hope on the case\n Wild one maybe but I'ma protect my baby\n Test me fool and by the end you gon' think I'm crazy\n That's how I do for my dogg keep my strong\n Both sides relied on the s*** n**** sing the song\n [Chorus: x2]\n Snoop dogg\n Yeah hahaha E.V.E... D-O-double-Gizze you know\n Ruff rydin' eastsidin' foe life ahh yeah\n And you thought it'd never happen\n F*** the haters bow wow\n Woof woof woof woof\n Dogg panting biatch\n It's official now yeah\n We goin' ruff ryde up on out of here on this one\n East side up Eastsiders\n Goldie loc in the house\n [Lil' 1/2 dead]\n Dj jam my n**** e davey dave uhh misbehave\n Give it to 'em dogg\n What up DMX woof\n Master p unnnghh\n Dr dre chronic inhaled sound\n My nephew scott on the beat\n Illy philly delphia\n Sounding like a p funkster\n Awwwwwww yeah babyyy\n It's another one funky as they come\n Evey eve and doggy dogg\n B**** please awww\n"},{"id":18929946,"name":"Ready 2 Ryde","trackName":"Ready 2 Ryde","artistName":"Snoop Dogg","albumName":"Tha Last Meal","duration":258.2102499,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Keep it shakin', Cali, keep it quakin'\n'Cause the Ryders got me bringin' home the bacon\nShow me love an' it wasn't no mistakin'\nThat I would dedicate this melody, fuck the hatin'\n\nI had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\nI need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\nTo keep the heater right by her side\n\nAiyyo, so what the deal, Dogg? tell me, keep it real, Dogg\nNiggaz seem stressed to the brain, how you feel, dogg?\nNigga, I'ma ride, set it up, let it spill, Dogg\nAnythin' you want, I can flip, got the skill, Dogg\n\nBaby girl, you so sophisticated\nFinance related, you graduated\nTo the next level in the game, wearin' my name\nBad little brick house, go an' do that thang\n\nYo, niggaz surprised when they open they eyes\nThick in the thighs, wasn't part of they plan\nNot just his bitch, I'm like his main man\nAct shifty, your resistance gone swiftly\nBitches mad at a nigga, askin' why he kicked me\n\nStop whinin', just to cry an' get the mackin', daddy\nI don't like it when the angry chick is actin' crabby\nThat's why he bagged me, ghetto jewel, never loud an' trashy\nNo stressin' over chicks, problem? 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Bet I solve it fastly\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n We gangbang on these niggaz like we 'posed to do\n An' I'll be damned if I let a bitch get close to you\n We posted, boo, you my one an' only\n Quick to dump before the homies\n\n Remember when that phony nigga ran up on me at the club?\n You filled him up with slugs, that's what I call love\n All that pushin' an' shovin', kissin' an' huggin'\n Thuggin', dig it, dug in\n\n I'm lovin' every minute of it, boo\n The way you stay true an' always kept your cool\n You kept the heater right by your thigh\n An' when the shit got hectic, you was ready 2 ryde\n\n You didn't run out when I pulled the gun out\n That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, no doubt\n Ruff Rydin', Eastsidin', to the realest y'know\n D O double Gizze, you know how we get busy\n\n Aiyyo, how could I leave a real nigga? A real nigga's all I need\n Fake bitches try to take my place, fall to they knees\n Don't violate, see my man, he don't like no scrapes\n An' if I heard you was frontin', I hope on the case\n\n Wild one? Maybe, but I'ma protect my baby\n Test me fool an' by the end you gon' think I'm crazy\n That's how I do for my Dogg, keep my nigga strong\n Both sides relied on the shit, nigga, sing the song\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n Yeah, E V E, D O double Gizze, y'know\n Ruff Rydin', Eastsidin' for life, yeah\n An' you thought it'd never happen\n Fuck the haters, bow wow\n\n Beotch, it's official now, yeah\n We gon' Ruff Ryde up on out of here on this one\n Eastside up, Eastsidaz\n Goldie Loc in the house, Lil' Half Dead\n DJ Jam, my nigga E, Davey Dave, misbehave\n\n Give it to 'em Dogg\n What up DMX? Master P? Dr. Dre\n My nephew Scott on the beat, Illy Philly Delphia\n Yeah, baby, it's another one, funky as they come\n Evey Eve an' Doggy Dogg, bitch, please\n"},{"id":38564953,"name":"Ready 2 Ryde","trackName":"Ready 2 Ryde","artistName":"Snoop Dogg","albumName":"Tha Last Meal","duration":265.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Eve]\nKeep it shaking cali keep it quaking\n'Cause the ryders got me bringin home the bacon\nShow me love and it wasn't no mistakin\nThat I would dedicate this melody f*** the hatin\n[Chorus]\nI had to tell my girl to pack her s***\n'Cause she slipped and dipped inside\nI need a girl that's ready to ride\nTo keep the heater right by her side\n[Eve]\nAh-yo so what the deal dogg tell me keep it real dogg\nN****z seem to the brain how you feel dogg\nN**** I'm a ride set it up let it spill dogg\nAnything you want I can flip got the skill dogg\n[Snoop Dogg]\nBaby girl you so so sophisticated\nFinance related you graduated\nTo the next level in the game wearin' my name\nBad little brick house go and do that thing\n[Eve]\nYo n****z surprised when they open they eyes\nThick in the thighs wasn't part of they plan\nNot just his b**** I'm like his main man\nAct shifty your resistance gone swiftly\nB****es mad at a n**** askin' why he kissed me\nStop whinin' just to cry and get the mackin' daddy\nI don't like it when the angry chick is actin' crabby\nThat's why he bagged me\nGhetto jewel never loud and trashy\nNo stressin' over chicks problem bet I solve it fastly\n[Chorus: x2]\nSnoop dogg\nWe gangbang on these n****z like we 'posed to do\nAnd I'll be damned if I let a b**** get close to you\nWe posted boo you my one and only\nQuick to dump before the homies\nRemember when that phony n**** ran up on me at the club\nYou filled him up with slugs that's what I call love\nAll that pushin' and shovin' kissin' and huggin'\nThuggin' dig it dug in\nI'm lovin' every minute of it boo\nThe way you stay true and always kept your cool\nYou kept the heater right by your thigh\nAnd when the s*** got hectic you was ready to ride\nYou didn't run out when I pulled the gun out\nThat's what I'm talkin bout no doubt\nRuff rydin eastsidin to the realest why'know\nD-O-double-Gizze, you know how we get busy\n[Eve]\nAh-yo how could I leave a real n**** a real n****'s all I need\nFake b****es try to take my place fall to they knees\nDon't violate see my man he don't like no scrapes\nAnd if I heard you was frontin I hope on the case\nWild one maybe but I'ma protect my baby\nTest me fool and by the end you gon' think I'm crazy\nThat's how I do for my dogg keep my strong\nBoth sides relied on the s*** n**** sing the song\n[Chorus: x2]\nSnoop dogg\nYeah hahaha E.V.E... D-O-double-Gizze you know\nRuff rydin' eastsidin' foe life ahh yeah\nAnd you thought it'd never happen\nF*** the haters bow wow\nWoof woof woof woof\nDogg panting biatch\nIt's official now yeah\nWe goin' ruff ryde up on out of here on this one\nEast side up Eastsiders\nGoldie loc in the house\n[Lil' 1/2 dead]\nDj jam my n**** e davey dave uhh misbehave\nGive it to 'em dogg\nWhat up DMX woof\nMaster p unnnghh\nDr dre chronic inhaled sound\nMy nephew scott on the beat\nIlly philly delphia\nSounding like a p funkster\nAwwwwwww yeah babyyy\nIt's another one funky as they come\nEvey eve and doggy dogg\nB**** please awww","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ready 2 Ryde\n artist: Snoop Dogg\n album: Tha Last Meal\n duration_ms: 265000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n [Eve]\n Keep it shaking cali keep it quaking\n 'Cause the ryders got me bringin home the bacon\n Show me love and it wasn't no mistakin\n That I would dedicate this melody f*** the hatin\n [Chorus]\n I had to tell my girl to pack her s***\n 'Cause she slipped and dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready to ride\n To keep the heater right by her side\n [Eve]\n Ah-yo so what the deal dogg tell me keep it real dogg\n N****z seem to the brain how you feel dogg\n N**** I'm a ride set it up let it spill dogg\n Anything you want I can flip got the skill dogg\n [Snoop Dogg]\n Baby girl you so so sophisticated\n Finance related you graduated\n To the next level in the game wearin' my name\n Bad little brick house go and do that thing\n [Eve]\n Yo n****z surprised when they open they eyes\n Thick in the thighs wasn't part of they plan\n Not just his b**** I'm like his main man\n Act shifty your resistance gone swiftly\n B****es mad at a n**** askin' why he kissed me\n Stop whinin' just to cry and get the mackin' daddy\n I don't like it when the angry chick is actin' crabby\n That's why he bagged me\n Ghetto jewel never loud and trashy\n No stressin' over chicks problem bet I solve it fastly\n [Chorus: x2]\n Snoop dogg\n We gangbang on these n****z like we 'posed to do\n And I'll be damned if I let a b**** get close to you\n We posted boo you my one and only\n Quick to dump before the homies\n Remember when that phony n**** ran up on me at the club\n You filled him up with slugs that's what I call love\n All that pushin' and shovin' kissin' and huggin'\n Thuggin' dig it dug in\n I'm lovin' every minute of it boo\n The way you stay true and always kept your cool\n You kept the heater right by your thigh\n And when the s*** got hectic you was ready to ride\n You didn't run out when I pulled the gun out\n That's what I'm talkin bout no doubt\n Ruff rydin eastsidin to the realest why'know\n D-O-double-Gizze, you know how we get busy\n [Eve]\n Ah-yo how could I leave a real n**** a real n****'s all I need\n Fake b****es try to take my place fall to they knees\n Don't violate see my man he don't like no scrapes\n And if I heard you was frontin I hope on the case\n Wild one maybe but I'ma protect my baby\n Test me fool and by the end you gon' think I'm crazy\n That's how I do for my dogg keep my strong\n Both sides relied on the s*** n**** sing the song\n [Chorus: x2]\n Snoop dogg\n Yeah hahaha E.V.E... D-O-double-Gizze you know\n Ruff rydin' eastsidin' foe life ahh yeah\n And you thought it'd never happen\n F*** the haters bow wow\n Woof woof woof woof\n Dogg panting biatch\n It's official now yeah\n We goin' ruff ryde up on out of here on this one\n East side up Eastsiders\n Goldie loc in the house\n [Lil' 1/2 dead]\n Dj jam my n**** e davey dave uhh misbehave\n Give it to 'em dogg\n What up DMX woof\n Master p unnnghh\n Dr dre chronic inhaled sound\n My nephew scott on the beat\n Illy philly delphia\n Sounding like a p funkster\n Awwwwwww yeah babyyy\n It's another one funky as they come\n Evey eve and doggy dogg\n B**** please awww\n"},{"id":8478426,"name":"Ready 2 Ryde","trackName":"Ready 2 Ryde","artistName":"Snoop Dogg/Eve","albumName":"Tha Last Meal","duration":261.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Keep it shakin', Cali, keep it quakin'\n'Cause the Ryders got me bringin' home the bacon\nShow me love an' it wasn't no mistakin'\nThat I would dedicate this melody, fuck the hatin'\n\nI had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\nI need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\nTo keep the heater right by her side\n\nAiyyo, so what the deal, Dogg? tell me, keep it real, Dogg\nNiggaz seem stressed to the brain, how you feel, dogg?\nNigga, I'ma ride, set it up, let it spill, Dogg\nAnythin' you want, I can flip, got the skill, Dogg\n\nBaby girl, you so sophisticated\nFinance related, you graduated\nTo the next level in the game, wearin' my name\nBad little brick house, go an' do that thang\n\nYo, niggaz surprised when they open they eyes\nThick in the thighs, wasn't part of they plan\nNot just his bitch, I'm like his main man\nAct shifty, your resistance gone swiftly\nBitches mad at a nigga, askin' why he kicked me\n\nStop whinin', just to cry an' get the mackin', daddy\nI don't like it when the angry chick is actin' crabby\nThat's why he bagged me, ghetto jewel, never loud an' trashy\nNo stressin' over chicks, problem? Bet I solve it fastly\n\nI had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\nI need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\nTo keep the heater right by her side\n\nI had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\nI need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\nTo keep the heater right by her side\n\nWe gangbang on these niggaz like we 'posed to do\nAn' I'll be damned if I let a bitch get close to you\nWe posted, boo, you my one an' only\nQuick to dump before the homies\n\nRemember when that phony nigga ran up on me at the club?\nYou filled him up with slugs, that's what I call love\nAll that pushin' an' shovin', kissin' an' huggin'\nThuggin', dig it, dug in\n\nI'm lovin' every minute of it, boo\nThe way you stay true an' always kept your cool\nYou kept the heater right by your thigh\nAn' when the shit got hectic, you was ready 2 ryde\n\nYou didn't run out when I pulled the gun out\nThat's what I'm talkin' 'bout, no doubt\nRuff Rydin', Eastsidin', to the realest y'know\nD O double Gizze, you know how we get busy\n\nAiyyo, how could I leave a real nigga? A real nigga's all I need\nFake bitches try to take my place, fall to they knees\nDon't violate, see my man, he don't like no scrapes\nAn' if I heard you was frontin', I hope on the case\n\nWild one? Maybe, but I'ma protect my baby\nTest me fool an' by the end you gon' think I'm crazy\nThat's how I do for my Dogg, keep my nigga strong\nBoth sides relied on the shit, nigga, sing the song\n\nI had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\nI need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\nTo keep the heater right by her side\n\nI had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\nI need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\nTo keep the heater right by her side\n\nYeah, E V E, D O double Gizze, y'know\nRuff Rydin', Eastsidin' for life, yeah\nAn' you thought it'd never happen\nFuck the haters, bow wow\n\nBeotch, it's official now, yeah\nWe gon' Ruff Ryde up on out of here on this one\nEastside up, Eastsidaz\nGoldie Loc in the house, Lil' Half Dead\nDJ Jam, my nigga E, Davey Dave, misbehave\n\nGive it to 'em Dogg\nWhat up DMX? Master P? Dr. Dre\nMy nephew Scott on the beat, Illy Philly Delphia\nYeah, baby, it's another one, funky as they come\nEvey Eve an' Doggy Dogg, bitch, please","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ready 2 Ryde\n artist: Snoop Dogg/Eve\n album: Tha Last Meal\n duration_ms: 261000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Keep it shakin', Cali, keep it quakin'\n 'Cause the Ryders got me bringin' home the bacon\n Show me love an' it wasn't no mistakin'\n That I would dedicate this melody, fuck the hatin'\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n Aiyyo, so what the deal, Dogg? tell me, keep it real, Dogg\n Niggaz seem stressed to the brain, how you feel, dogg?\n Nigga, I'ma ride, set it up, let it spill, Dogg\n Anythin' you want, I can flip, got the skill, Dogg\n\n Baby girl, you so sophisticated\n Finance related, you graduated\n To the next level in the game, wearin' my name\n Bad little brick house, go an' do that thang\n\n Yo, niggaz surprised when they open they eyes\n Thick in the thighs, wasn't part of they plan\n Not just his bitch, I'm like his main man\n Act shifty, your resistance gone swiftly\n Bitches mad at a nigga, askin' why he kicked me\n\n Stop whinin', just to cry an' get the mackin', daddy\n I don't like it when the angry chick is actin' crabby\n That's why he bagged me, ghetto jewel, never loud an' trashy\n No stressin' over chicks, problem? Bet I solve it fastly\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n We gangbang on these niggaz like we 'posed to do\n An' I'll be damned if I let a bitch get close to you\n We posted, boo, you my one an' only\n Quick to dump before the homies\n\n Remember when that phony nigga ran up on me at the club?\n You filled him up with slugs, that's what I call love\n All that pushin' an' shovin', kissin' an' huggin'\n Thuggin', dig it, dug in\n\n I'm lovin' every minute of it, boo\n The way you stay true an' always kept your cool\n You kept the heater right by your thigh\n An' when the shit got hectic, you was ready 2 ryde\n\n You didn't run out when I pulled the gun out\n That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, no doubt\n Ruff Rydin', Eastsidin', to the realest y'know\n D O double Gizze, you know how we get busy\n\n Aiyyo, how could I leave a real nigga? A real nigga's all I need\n Fake bitches try to take my place, fall to they knees\n Don't violate, see my man, he don't like no scrapes\n An' if I heard you was frontin', I hope on the case\n\n Wild one? Maybe, but I'ma protect my baby\n Test me fool an' by the end you gon' think I'm crazy\n That's how I do for my Dogg, keep my nigga strong\n Both sides relied on the shit, nigga, sing the song\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n Yeah, E V E, D O double Gizze, y'know\n Ruff Rydin', Eastsidin' for life, yeah\n An' you thought it'd never happen\n Fuck the haters, bow wow\n\n Beotch, it's official now, yeah\n We gon' Ruff Ryde up on out of here on this one\n Eastside up, Eastsidaz\n Goldie Loc in the house, Lil' Half Dead\n DJ Jam, my nigga E, Davey Dave, misbehave\n\n Give it to 'em Dogg\n What up DMX? Master P? Dr. Dre\n My nephew Scott on the beat, Illy Philly Delphia\n Yeah, baby, it's another one, funky as they come\n Evey Eve an' Doggy Dogg, bitch, please\n"},{"id":29572846,"name":"Ready 2 Ryde","trackName":"Ready 2 Ryde","artistName":"Eve/Snoop Dogg","albumName":"Tha Last Meal","duration":262.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Keep it shakin', Cali, keep it quakin'\n'Cause the Ryders got me bringin' home the bacon\nShow me love an' it wasn't no mistakin'\nThat I would dedicate this melody, fuck the hatin'\n\nI had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\nI need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\nTo keep the heater right by her side\n\nAiyyo, so what the deal, Dogg? tell me, keep it real, Dogg\nNiggaz seem stressed to the brain, how you feel, dogg?\nNigga, I'ma ride, set it up, let it spill, Dogg\nAnythin' you want, I can flip, got the skill, Dogg\n\nBaby girl, you so sophisticated\nFinance related, you graduated\nTo the next level in the game, wearin' my name\nBad little brick house, go an' do that thang\n\nYo, niggaz surprised when they open they eyes\nThick in the thighs, wasn't part of they plan\nNot just his bitch, I'm like his main man\nAct shifty, your resistance gone swiftly\nBitches mad at a nigga, askin' why he kicked me\n\nStop whinin', just to cry an' get the mackin', daddy\nI don't like it when the angry chick is actin' crabby\nThat's why he bagged me, ghetto jewel, never loud an' trashy\nNo stressin' over chicks, problem? Bet I solve it fastly\n\nI had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\nI need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\nTo keep the heater right by her side\n\nI had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\nI need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\nTo keep the heater right by her side\n\nWe gangbang on these niggaz like we 'posed to do\nAn' I'll be damned if I let a bitch get close to you\nWe posted, boo, you my one an' only\nQuick to dump before the homies\n\nRemember when that phony nigga ran up on me at the club?\nYou filled him up with slugs, that's what I call love\nAll that pushin' an' shovin', kissin' an' huggin'\nThuggin', dig it, dug in\n\nI'm lovin' every minute of it, boo\nThe way you stay true an' always kept your cool\nYou kept the heater right by your thigh\nAn' when the shit got hectic, you was ready 2 ryde\n\nYou didn't run out when I pulled the gun out\nThat's what I'm talkin' 'bout, no doubt\nRuff Rydin', Eastsidin', to the realest y'know\nD O double Gizze, you know how we get busy\n\nAiyyo, how could I leave a real nigga? A real nigga's all I need\nFake bitches try to take my place, fall to they knees\nDon't violate, see my man, he don't like no scrapes\nAn' if I heard you was frontin', I hope on the case\n\nWild one? Maybe, but I'ma protect my baby\nTest me fool an' by the end you gon' think I'm crazy\nThat's how I do for my Dogg, keep my nigga strong\nBoth sides relied on the shit, nigga, sing the song\n\nI had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\nI need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\nTo keep the heater right by her side\n\nI had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\nI need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\nTo keep the heater right by her side\n\nYeah, E V E, D O double Gizze, y'know\nRuff Rydin', Eastsidin' for life, yeah\nAn' you thought it'd never happen\nFuck the haters, bow wow\n\nBeotch, it's official now, yeah\nWe gon' Ruff Ryde up on out of here on this one\nEastside up, Eastsidaz\nGoldie Loc in the house, Lil' Half Dead\nDJ Jam, my nigga E, Davey Dave, misbehave\n\nGive it to 'em Dogg\nWhat up DMX? Master P? 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Bet I solve it fastly\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n We gangbang on these niggaz like we 'posed to do\n An' I'll be damned if I let a bitch get close to you\n We posted, boo, you my one an' only\n Quick to dump before the homies\n\n Remember when that phony nigga ran up on me at the club?\n You filled him up with slugs, that's what I call love\n All that pushin' an' shovin', kissin' an' huggin'\n Thuggin', dig it, dug in\n\n I'm lovin' every minute of it, boo\n The way you stay true an' always kept your cool\n You kept the heater right by your thigh\n An' when the shit got hectic, you was ready 2 ryde\n\n You didn't run out when I pulled the gun out\n That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, no doubt\n Ruff Rydin', Eastsidin', to the realest y'know\n D O double Gizze, you know how we get busy\n\n Aiyyo, how could I leave a real nigga? A real nigga's all I need\n Fake bitches try to take my place, fall to they knees\n Don't violate, see my man, he don't like no scrapes\n An' if I heard you was frontin', I hope on the case\n\n Wild one? Maybe, but I'ma protect my baby\n Test me fool an' by the end you gon' think I'm crazy\n That's how I do for my Dogg, keep my nigga strong\n Both sides relied on the shit, nigga, sing the song\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n Yeah, E V E, D O double Gizze, y'know\n Ruff Rydin', Eastsidin' for life, yeah\n An' you thought it'd never happen\n Fuck the haters, bow wow\n\n Beotch, it's official now, yeah\n We gon' Ruff Ryde up on out of here on this one\n Eastside up, Eastsidaz\n Goldie Loc in the house, Lil' Half Dead\n DJ Jam, my nigga E, Davey Dave, misbehave\n\n Give it to 'em Dogg\n What up DMX? Master P? 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A real nigga's all I need\nFake bitches try to take my place, fall to they knees\nDon't violate, see my man, he don't like no scrapes\nAn' if I heard you was frontin', I hope on the case\n\nWild one? 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Bet I solve it fastly\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n We gangbang on these niggaz like we 'posed to do\n An' I'll be damned if I let a bitch get close to you\n We posted, boo, you my one an' only\n Quick to dump before the homies\n\n Remember when that phony nigga ran up on me at the club?\n You filled him up with slugs, that's what I call love\n All that pushin' an' shovin', kissin' an' huggin'\n Thuggin', dig it, dug in\n\n I'm lovin' every minute of it, boo\n The way you stay true an' always kept your cool\n You kept the heater right by your thigh\n An' when the shit got hectic, you was ready 2 ryde\n\n You didn't run out when I pulled the gun out\n That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, no doubt\n Ruff Rydin', Eastsidin', to the realest y'know\n D O double Gizze, you know how we get busy\n\n Aiyyo, how could I leave a real nigga? 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Dr. Dre\n My nephew Scott on the beat, Illy Philly Delphia\n Yeah, baby, it's another one, funky as they come\n Evey Eve an' Doggy Dogg, bitch, please\n"},{"id":26265518,"name":"Ready 2 Ryde","trackName":"Ready 2 Ryde","artistName":"Snoop Dogg F/ Eve","albumName":"Tha Last Meal","duration":261.12025,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Keep it shakin', Cali, keep it quakin'\n'Cause the Ryders got me bringin' home the bacon\nShow me love an' it wasn't no mistakin'\nThat I would dedicate this melody, fuck the hatin'\n\nI had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\nI need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\nTo keep the heater right by her side\n\nAiyyo, so what the deal, Dogg? tell me, keep it real, Dogg\nNiggaz seem stressed to the brain, how you feel, dogg?\nNigga, I'ma ride, set it up, let it spill, Dogg\nAnythin' you want, I can flip, got the skill, Dogg\n\nBaby girl, you so sophisticated\nFinance related, you graduated\nTo the next level in the game, wearin' my name\nBad little brick house, go an' do that thang\n\nYo, niggaz surprised when they open they eyes\nThick in the thighs, wasn't part of they plan\nNot just his bitch, I'm like his main man\nAct shifty, your resistance gone swiftly\nBitches mad at a nigga, askin' why he kicked me\n\nStop whinin', just to cry an' get the mackin', daddy\nI don't like it when the angry chick is actin' crabby\nThat's why he bagged me, ghetto jewel, never loud an' trashy\nNo stressin' over chicks, problem? 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A real nigga's all I need\nFake bitches try to take my place, fall to they knees\nDon't violate, see my man, he don't like no scrapes\nAn' if I heard you was frontin', I hope on the case\n\nWild one? Maybe, but I'ma protect my baby\nTest me fool an' by the end you gon' think I'm crazy\nThat's how I do for my Dogg, keep my nigga strong\nBoth sides relied on the shit, nigga, sing the song\n\nI had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\nI need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\nTo keep the heater right by her side\n\nI had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\nI need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\nTo keep the heater right by her side\n\nYeah, E V E, D O double Gizze, y'know\nRuff Rydin', Eastsidin' for life, yeah\nAn' you thought it'd never happen\nFuck the haters, bow wow\n\nBeotch, it's official now, yeah\nWe gon' Ruff Ryde up on out of here on this one\nEastside up, Eastsidaz\nGoldie Loc in the house, Lil' Half Dead\nDJ Jam, my nigga E, Davey Dave, misbehave\n\nGive it to 'em Dogg\nWhat up DMX? Master P? Dr. Dre\nMy nephew Scott on the beat, Illy Philly Delphia\nYeah, baby, it's another one, funky as they come\nEvey Eve an' Doggy Dogg, bitch, please","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ready 2 Ryde\n artist: Snoop Dogg F/ Eve\n album: Tha Last Meal\n duration_ms: 261120\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Keep it shakin', Cali, keep it quakin'\n 'Cause the Ryders got me bringin' home the bacon\n Show me love an' it wasn't no mistakin'\n That I would dedicate this melody, fuck the hatin'\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n Aiyyo, so what the deal, Dogg? tell me, keep it real, Dogg\n Niggaz seem stressed to the brain, how you feel, dogg?\n Nigga, I'ma ride, set it up, let it spill, Dogg\n Anythin' you want, I can flip, got the skill, Dogg\n\n Baby girl, you so sophisticated\n Finance related, you graduated\n To the next level in the game, wearin' my name\n Bad little brick house, go an' do that thang\n\n Yo, niggaz surprised when they open they eyes\n Thick in the thighs, wasn't part of they plan\n Not just his bitch, I'm like his main man\n Act shifty, your resistance gone swiftly\n Bitches mad at a nigga, askin' why he kicked me\n\n Stop whinin', just to cry an' get the mackin', daddy\n I don't like it when the angry chick is actin' crabby\n That's why he bagged me, ghetto jewel, never loud an' trashy\n No stressin' over chicks, problem? Bet I solve it fastly\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n We gangbang on these niggaz like we 'posed to do\n An' I'll be damned if I let a bitch get close to you\n We posted, boo, you my one an' only\n Quick to dump before the homies\n\n Remember when that phony nigga ran up on me at the club?\n You filled him up with slugs, that's what I call love\n All that pushin' an' shovin', kissin' an' huggin'\n Thuggin', dig it, dug in\n\n I'm lovin' every minute of it, boo\n The way you stay true an' always kept your cool\n You kept the heater right by your thigh\n An' when the shit got hectic, you was ready 2 ryde\n\n You didn't run out when I pulled the gun out\n That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, no doubt\n Ruff Rydin', Eastsidin', to the realest y'know\n D O double Gizze, you know how we get busy\n\n Aiyyo, how could I leave a real nigga? A real nigga's all I need\n Fake bitches try to take my place, fall to they knees\n Don't violate, see my man, he don't like no scrapes\n An' if I heard you was frontin', I hope on the case\n\n Wild one? Maybe, but I'ma protect my baby\n Test me fool an' by the end you gon' think I'm crazy\n That's how I do for my Dogg, keep my nigga strong\n Both sides relied on the shit, nigga, sing the song\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n I had to tell my girl to pack her shit\n 'Cause she slipped an' dipped inside\n I need a girl that's ready 2 ryde\n To keep the heater right by her side\n\n Yeah, E V E, D O double Gizze, y'know\n Ruff Rydin', Eastsidin' for life, yeah\n An' you thought it'd never happen\n Fuck the haters, bow wow\n\n Beotch, it's official now, yeah\n We gon' Ruff Ryde up on out of here on this one\n Eastside up, Eastsidaz\n Goldie Loc in the house, Lil' Half Dead\n DJ Jam, my nigga E, Davey Dave, misbehave\n\n Give it to 'em Dogg\n What up DMX? Master P? Dr. Dre\n My nephew Scott on the beat, Illy Philly Delphia\n Yeah, baby, it's another one, funky as they come\n Evey Eve an' Doggy Dogg, bitch, please\n"}]